Siren Enslaved

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Julian Lodge gingerly flicked the four-foot single tail whip and was pleased at the perfect line of pink that appeared across Sally’s back. The entire dungeon was perfectly quiet. He quickly laid three more across the skin of his longtime slave’s back and thighs. She never once moved or showed that she even felt the lash. Sally was practically perfect. She never disobeyed or questioned him. She took every punishment he handed out with grace. She was his perfect match, a lovely masochist to match his control freak with a slight streak of sadism. He had been her Master for almost five years. She’d been his only slave since the incident with Jeremy Walker.

He was letting her go.

“Rise, slave.” Julian heard the words come out of his mouth. He pushed them forward, saying all the proper things to get this ritual moving along. Julian Lodge was a man who believed in ritual and routine, but now he wanted it all over with so he could go back to his penthouse apartment and…he wasn’t sure what came after this.

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